But you can call me Nicky." She was already getting tired."I am very tired. I think I just want to put my head down for awhile if it's OK." With that ...hought, she dropped off into a deep sleep."Is she going back into a coma?" Betty was afraid that Nicky was leaving them again. She still had her hand and wasn't going to let go till she knew Nicky was OK."She is just sleeping now. This is normal. She will be very tired for some time until she builds her strength back up. That will take time but. Be at ease, Jim. It's over, and neither of us nor Bobby were harmed."She hugged him, and this hug woke him from the stupor in which he'd been ever since opening the door to the bedroom. His gaze moved to where Priscilla was still hiding under a pillow."Cilla, I have to thank you once again." She peeked over the pillow. "You are growing into a true lucky charm for us." I..." she cleared her throat. "I couldn't let him hurt Rose. Oh, Jim! I'm sorry for what you had to see. I will move out, I will. Sex has always been more than important to me Charles.” She looked at her son in a way that was like a mixture of shame and grief. “It has been necessary.”His eyes told it all TMI; he couldn’t believe she was talking to him this way. Taking a slug from his glass he set it down while keeping his eyes riveted on hers. He was a grown man, sure but he didn’t expect this kind of conversation coming from his mother’s mouth. In stunned silence he waited for the next shoe to drop.Confirming his silence. "How do we fix it?" Teela asked."I can't think of a thing, Dear. We need a handle on you -- and, frankly, Rick isn't enough. The issue that Terence and Damian faces is good for boys, but the taboos aren't as forceful for girls..." Meaning that if you took pictures of me and Sally, umm..." Right," Jean agreed. "It would be embarrassing to you, but not serious enough, probably." Well, it's a start, I bet. I'd be willing..." Teela offered.Jean smiled. "It's something to think about, Dear. Shall.